New Visitor

We haven't seen any of the old foxes for a while now. We suspect they've moved on or, more sadly, probably succumbed to the way most urban foxes do. The average life span of an urban fox is tragically short.

Anyhow, we now have a new resident that we suspect is this years cub. Since she carries the distinctive sharp face stripes and white tuft tail we think she may be the descendent of Billy the Bully. In our typical naming fashion we've called her Francesca.

But even a quick visit for her didn't stop us from trying to fight back against the weed menace. This was after about our fourth wheelbarrow-full.

Meanwhile, I tried to tie up the tomatoes that were outside. They've flopped everywhere and seem to be losing their flowers. Hopefully lifting them and cutting back some of the foliage will force the flowers to set and fruit to ripen.

These are Ildi tomatoes and they produce quite a set of fruits. If the flowers are anything to go by that is.

The Gladioli are putting up a load of flower spikes which keeps The Wife happy.

But we did get a reasonable harvest considering how neglected the plot is. (Plums courtesy of a neighbour)